He had thought about this scene, but he had never thought that this time, he would be defeated so miserably.

Thousands of years ago, in order to suppress himself, this old Taoist traveled all over the country and used all his skills to nail himself to death with the method of fighting for life.

But now...

"One sword, one sword..."

Amid the hoarse and bleak laughter, An Dao Ren forced himself to hold his body, sat cross-legged, and let the blood tick.

"You gave up martial arts, but your supernatural powers are unable to practice diligently. You have forgotten all the Taoist arts and extraordinary arts. You only have the Tao fruit, only immortality, and paranoidness like a demon..."

Returning the sword to the sheath, the old Taoist is neither sad nor happy, and his expression is calm:

"In fact, it's nothing more than that."

"Hahahahaha!"

It seemed that he was deeply hurt by the evaluation of his old enemy. An Dao Ren laughed loudly, and the blood and tears of laughter flowed together:

"Zhang Lai, Zhang Lai, you are a celestial being, you are a banished immortal. Unfortunately, if you want to kill me, you will die..."

The laughter stopped, his eyes became fierce and arrogant:

"For one and two, Master Dao will not lose money!"

Hearing this, the old Taoist was silent for a moment, and Lu Qingting's voice sounded:

"With my weak body, it is a very cost-effective transaction to be able to exchange for the ten capitals and return to heaven! The ancestor, the disciple is not afraid!"

"Master, his supernatural powers are truly invincible?"

Gu Qingyi couldn't help but step forward.

She and Lu Qingting are siblings, but how could she bear to let him die?

Yang Yu glanced at Chu Tianyi who was silent and took a step forward: "I dare to ask the real person, what is the magical power of this demon?"

The moment the blood demon first appeared, he had already urged Tongyou to pass, but his magical power level was not as high as this Taoist, so he could not see his fate or flaws.

Even at this moment, the blood mist in my eyes was still visible, and I couldn't see it in detail.

"Life for death."

After a brief meditation, An Dao Ren had restrained all his depressedness, but his face was still very bad:

"My magical powers have no ability to kill, but they have the miraculous effect of saving lives and prolonging life. For all ten kinds of genus, killing me is like killing yourself!"

"So weird?!"

Hearing this, everyone frowned, and the already clenched fists in Tiefa could not help but let go.

This magical power is too evil.

Just imagine, you used all your life to kill the enemy, but in a blink of an eye, the enemy occupied your body...

How terrifying is this?

"There is no magical power in this world."

The old Taoist spoke:

"Thousands of years ago, the old Taoist dragged you to die with his decayed body, which is the way to break it. Today, it is just a recurrence in the past!

Without Feng Hao’s ghost, how many times can you urge the book of the underworld?”

The old Taoist looked as usual, explained to everyone, then stepped on his feet and gave instructions:

"A man dies like a lamp extinguishes. Let's go with the old Taoist!"

"etc!"

Seeing that Zhang Lai was so decisive, An Daoren finally couldn't help but look hard, and his face was extremely difficult to see:

"Zhang Lailuo, I will admit defeat today. I will wait for the next illusion reincarnation and divide the difference again. How about it? At least, there is no need to delay your disciples from the same place..."

"It's just life and death. Since you call yourself an immortal, why do you have to do this ugly attitude? It's just a waste of time and people are underestimating..."

Old Dao Zhang sneered and handed it down with one finger.

But it was just above Yang Yu's palm, and the old Taoist frowned.

Yang Yu glanced at the hideous and laughing ghost baby and asked:
Chapter completed!